long night walk

Chapter 399

The Bronze Gate is a relic from the age of creation, a secret that no one in this world can understand.

Even a respected immortal can hardly comprehend the puzzles left by this sect to the world.

But at this moment, Ning Feiyan told him with certainty that beginners do not die.

Bi Ping felt very absurd and shocked: "However, no one has been able to..."

"No one can walk out of the bronze gate. This does not mean that those who entered the world in the gate in history are dead."

Ning Feiyan glanced at him with a half-smile: "Otherwise, why do you think the demons came here in the ghost mountain?
There are rumors that the Lord of the Demon Realm was sealed inside the bronze gate, and they came to revive the Demon Lord. Since the Demon Lord has been sealed for thousands of years, the world inside the gate is not a place of mortal danger. "

Bi Ping's body shook, and he froze for a long time, and the red tide on his face from drinking gradually faded into a pale color.

He looked at the woman in the Purple Tiger Sect robe in front of him, the calm and clear color in her eyes made him suddenly feel that the wind at the cliff of Ghost Mountain was actually bitingly cold.

"You..." A hoarse word slowly rolled out from the back of his throat, and he couldn't continue.

Throat is on fire.

Ning Feiyan stood up from the cliff, her purple robe billowing against the rocks, like a cloud of smoke, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, her voice was flat: "Me? What do you want to say?"

Just at the right time, the mountain wind blew up from the abyss, lifting her robe and black hair, and Ning Feiyan's blue hair danced on her cheeks, revealing a pair of white ears.

Bi Ping forgot to breathe for a moment, staring at her fixedly, as if afraid of missing something.

Those ears, as white as jade, are extraordinarily beautiful and exquisite. Compared with human beings, the upper ear rims are longer and narrower than human beings. They are usually covered by clouds of black hair, but they can't be seen.

But right now, under the fierce cold wind, those ears are extremely eye-catching.

Especially between the left ear, there is a crystal red bead hanging from it, the color is strong, it flickers and shines like a fire in the dark night, it is extremely eye-catching and beautiful.

Bi Ping recognized the origin of this bead at a glance, and he also clearly knew what this fiery red bead meant in the ancient and mysterious forest in the north.

His mind went blank for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses.

Bi Ping finally spoke again, his voice was unbearably hoarse: "You... also came here to revive the Demon Lord."

Ning Feiyan danced lightly with branches and vines all over her body. Among the thousands of vines, she was like a beautiful and gentle demon.

No matter what the circumstances, the smile in her eyes seemed to never fade away: "To be more precise, I am here to revive my lord."

Bi Ping took a deep breath, feeling powerless for a while, but after the deep powerlessness, he shamefully found that he still had a little bit of self-satisfaction.

Ning Feiyan has been an elder of the Wandao Immortal League for a hundred years, which means that she has been hiding her identity in the world for a hundred years, but no one has seen the slightest clue.

But today, she has confessed her identity in front of him without any taboo.

Doesn't it mean that he is different from other men who flatter and work for her?
Bi Ping knew that, as the young master of Tianlongmen, he could be madly obsessed with a woman, but he must not degrade himself so much in front of a demon.

But he found that his mind was never in his own hands.

"There is a saying in the ancient scrolls that in the land of Beiyuan, the land where the forest began, from the depths of heaven and earth, a spirit was born, and it was recorded as a ghost.

Charming spirits are existences that walk on the edge of the laws of heaven and earth, so they are not protected by the gods of heaven and earth. Even when they first wake up and are born, they have a clear spiritual breath comparable to that of a god, but they will soon be affected by the turbid breath of the world. Dyed, turned into a demon, so..."

Bi Ping looked at her with endless complexity: "You are a devil."

The former land of Beiyuan is now the homeland of the Demon Realm.

And her identity is also ready to be revealed.

She is a succubus who fell from the spirit in the demon world.

Moreover, when the succubus was born weak, it could not possess a physical body. Anyone who wanted to change from the illusory spirit body of yarn mist to become a demon had to be tempered by the power of the beginning of the forest before they could condense into shape.

And at the beginning of the forest, there was a fire of the holy soul in an extremely cold ancient lake in the Beiyuan Forest.

And the one who inherits the fire of the holy soul has always been the Lord of Charming Spirits.

But the Holy Soul Flame, which can control the life and death of thousands of succubus incarnations, hangs in Ning Feiyan's ears.

Therefore, she is not only a succubus, but also the owner of one of the six rivers in the devil world.

Sacred Soul River ranked fourth!

……

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The moonlight faded away, and the whole world seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of pitch-black cocoon. From time to time, one could faintly sense the sporadic spiritual power flowing in from the outside world, and the connection was also broken.

The river of forgetfulness is small and small, and the ghosts at the bottom of the river are silent.

The river course stretching for [-] miles, seemed to have been splashed with thick ink by heaven and man, and the ground was black and bottomless.

The great darkness that is enough to make time despair is slowly swallowing towards the world like a rising tide.

The people who handed over the spirit stones had already avoided the demon vines under the hypnosis of the demon master.

Through the slits between the vines, one can clearly see the darkness, like the substance, filled with a cold, ancient, and mysterious aura.

Everything happened extremely silently, but not slowly.

Those practitioners who couldn't afford the spirit stones could only hold the weapons in their hands tightly, looking at the darkness that made people feel hopeless.

The darkness of the rising tide came across the border, like a river like a sea, and the voices of those struggling in the darkness seemed to be swallowed by the dark sea, and the heart-piercing screams for help disappeared.

Looking across the demon vine, it was like watching a silent image.

The picture is so weird.

The darkness receded, and the people who were not protected by the demon vine disappeared silently, as if they had never been in this world.

Li Jiujiu stammered with a pale face, "He...are they all dead?"

The number of people staying outside is not to mention tens of thousands, but at least a few hundred. They are all rare geniuses in the world, and now they are gone.

Bai Lian looked deeply at Li Jiujiu through several layers of vines, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

Li Jiujiu said: "The people of the Wandao Xianmeng are really nothing. You have to hand in the spirit stones to protect them. You are not allowed to exchange precious magic tools and spirit pills. The lives of so many righteous people are wasted here , wouldn't it fuel the arrogance of the Demon Sect?

Fang Geyu, you have a lot of spirit stones, I think you should collect valuable things from them in exchange for spirit stones in the first place, so that their lives can be saved, and you are not at a loss . "

The tide of darkness struck, and the people hiding in the demon vines were not affected by the cold and majestic darkness consciousness.

But Fang Geyu's complexion became paler and paler. She, who was always calm, looked confused and uneasy when she looked into the dark world.

(End of this chapter)